He'll do just about anything to get that bit of glory
He'll go out with his lads to make that headline story
The normal man in the club have no nees to worry
He'll make his name oh so quick make it in a hurry
Jack Jack Jack the lad they say he's mean
They say he's bad, Jack Jack Jack the lad
Do a shop and make it bold better still rob the old
He'll go in and rob the till and make sure they'll
Never get The BillA petty their, always been, never miss a chance you see
Be so hard and very cool never realized that he's just a fool
He's the type to rob your nan of the local paper
Goes out drinking with the boys and brags about his caper
Doesn't realize that he's a clown
I bet he's just one poor man
Due to spend the rest of his life
Wasting in the can
Songwriters
ABBOTT/CUMMINS/HITCHCOCK/JACOBS/MCCOURTPublished by
Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC